[Verse 1]
There's a mind like lightning caught inside a tide,
Two worlds at war and neither one will hide,
The thinker and the feeler, both pulling at the seam,
A visionary heart wrapped inside a quiet dream,
They see the surface calm, they don't see the undertow,
All that ocean running deep below

[PreChorus]
You've carried the weight of everyone else's shore,
Still wondering if your own heart has room for more

[Chorus]
You are the current and the still water too,
Every contradiction makes a portrait of you,
Built from what survived and what was left behind,
You are ancient and electric, one of a kind

[Verse 2]
You give like something rooted, slow and sure,
You love like a promise that intends to endure,
But trust has been a door you open inch by inch,
Every careful heartbeat, every careful flinch,
And what they call guarded, you know it as earned,
A devotion that's proportioned to what you've learned

[PreChorus]
You've poured yourself into everything you've made,
Then wondered in the silence if the offering gets paid

[Chorus]
You are the current and the still water too,
Every contradiction makes a portrait of you,
Built from what survived and what was left behind,
You are ancient and electric, one of a kind

[Verse 3]
There's a calling written somewhere in your bones,
To build something that matters when you're finally home,
Not the kind of home they hand you, but the kind you grow,
From the quiet you've been tending in the undertow,
Your purpose doesn't ask you to be loud or sure,
Just present in the depth of what you're moving toward

[PreChorus]
The sky mapped something specific the day you arrived,
A blueprint for a soul that was already designed to survive

[Chorus]
You are the current and the still water too,
Every contradiction makes a portrait of you,
Built from what survived and what was left behind,
You are ancient and electric, one of a kind

[Bridge]
The wounds you carry quietly are where your wisdom lives,
The love you thought was wasted is the reason that you give,
You don't need to be unbroken to be whole and to be true,
The cosmos wrote you carefully, and every word was you

[Outro]
Rest in what you are, not what you've proved,
The tide comes home, and it knows how to move,
You were always enough, you were always the light,
Written in the stars on a February night